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BobV |
Jun 28 2005, 07:05 PM
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Joined: 28-June 05
From: Mordor/Netherlands

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"A member of the local Mages' guild, that half-imperial, challenged some agressive maniac and won, though he had to use magic to keep the maniac from slitting his throat when it was evident the maniac was losin'."
Anthanes frowned at his now-paralyzed opponent. He was happy the paralyzation spell he had used lasted for an hour. He didn't want to be nearby and unprotected when the maniac broke free.
"Not to worry. I'll just make sure you don't use it. You're getting it back."
Anthanes pocketed the dagger, muttered the incantations of a feather spell and lifted his now-not-so-heavy opponent on his back, walking into the Mages' guild and upto the guild guide. He gave the guild guide the description of Konrad and Sef, and when the Guide told him that they had travelled to Balmora a few minutes ago, he paid for the same travel and grinned at his fellow mages as he stepped off the platform, carrying his assailant.
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Slackers of the world, unite!"And, brave Romans, remember this above all: The owls have promised me help in this fight, how can we lose?!" - R:TW 
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Kuukulgur |
Jun 28 2005, 07:07 PM
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Joined: 27-June 05
From: Estonia

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"Nasty business," said Shadow, looking at the freezed man. A maniac? Was that right? Nice proffession indeed, but where was the profit?
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He who knows everything, knows he knows nothing.
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Kuukulgur |
Jun 28 2005, 07:11 PM
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Agent
Joined: 27-June 05
From: Estonia

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Shadow knew that impression on the paralyzed man's face well. Rage, but not blind, but planned and calculated. This man was no lunatic. Shadow wouldn't be surprised to find out that he was an assassin or maybe a thief like himself.
"I would take care," he said. "His words are not as empty as they may seem. Maybe you shouldn't touch the dagger."
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He who knows everything, knows he knows nothing.
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BobV |
Jun 28 2005, 07:12 PM
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Mouth

Joined: 28-June 05
From: Mordor/Netherlands

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Anthanes walked out of the mages guild, still carrying Niran, just to see Sef, Konrad and another one he hadn't seen before walk into the eight plates. Cheerfully walking into the tavern, he ignored the rather odd looks he gets from the patrons and walked over to the table of their choice.
"I believe this belongs to you, gentlemen...?"
He threw the bag in which he had put Niran's weapons on the table.
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Slackers of the world, unite!"And, brave Romans, remember this above all: The owls have promised me help in this fight, how can we lose?!" - R:TW 
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